Not Stockholm
My cellienoun 1:the person or people with whom you share a cell 2: the man, or men, whose shit you have to smell every morning Kevin and I got along well enough. He worked out too much, in my opinion,...
View ArticleStir Crazy
“I can’t take it anymore! Gotta get outta here!” Winn’s voice screeched and cracked as he lost control. His face was twisted and distorted as he pressed it against the small rectangular pane of...
View ArticlePuddle of Blood
When I first saw him lying there with his eyes open and emptied of all their light, I felt certain he was dead. No Luck I’d been in and out of the building all day—work, healthcare, work, chow, work....
View ArticleUncommon Compassion
“C’mon, quick; Tee needs you.” I was mid-conversation with someone, but left him immediately without a word of explanation or apology. Tee was my cellie, my buddy. There was an urgency and seriousness...
View ArticleBrutally Efficient
My cellie and I had been together a week already and had long ago exhausted all the superficial topics of discussion available to us. With our only common ground being prison, all that was left for us...
View ArticlePerpectives
I was rushing to get to my work assignment. I wasn’t running late, but I preferred arriving early so that I could take a few moments to get organized and prepared for the day’s tasks. It was a gray day...
View ArticleHot Foot
Pinto beans are a special meal in prison, simply because not every cook is capable of preparing them. In a yet-to-be-explained paradox, bags of pinto beans are available for purchase in commissary, but...
View ArticleSearch and Seizure
Wade’s legs waggled and writhed while the heels of his boots bounced against the floor. His arms flailed and flopped, making slapping noises against the concrete. Moaning noises were punctuated by...
View ArticleChoke
It was about nine months after my arrest date, and I was still sitting in county, fighting my case. I’d already spent a Thanksgiving, Christmas, and birthday separated from the world – the first of...
View ArticleNot Superman
“Not Superman” is the third essay from Candy and Blood. Available for purchase on Amazon now. There was certainly a hilarious absurdity to it. Even the most serious personality couldn’t help but shake...
View ArticleThat Poor Bird
Please enjoy this essay from Candy and Blood: Essays From Behind Prison Walls available for purchase on Amazon.com When I awoke to the sounds of a bird chirping, it wasn’t the warm warbling I’d become...
View ArticleNot Stockholm
My cellienoun 1:the person or people with whom you share a cell 2: the man, or men, whose shit you have to smell every morning Kevin and I got along well enough. He worked out too much, in my opinion,...
View ArticleFlirting with Hypothermia
“Flirting with Hypothermia” is the fifth essay from Candy and Blood. Available for purchase on Amazon now. Winter came early with an unwelcome week of cold and snow in mid-November, although it...
View ArticleStarkly Naked
“Starkly Naked” is the sixth essay from Candy and Blood. Available for purchase on Amazon now. Have you ever seen a grown man completely naked? How about a whole parade of them with their nudity on...
View ArticleCandy and Blood
There is a kind of unspoken, sacred quality to the visiting room in prison. It’s largely understood that not everyone is lucky or blessed enough to have someone in their life who is willing to endure...
View ArticleHarsh News
“The state’s attorney isn’t going to change his mind about the offer that’s on the table. Either you take their deal for the plea agreement of twenty years at eighty-five percent or you have to go to...
View ArticleNothing to Lose
“C’mon! Come get me! You want me outta here? You gotta come get me. You buncha bitches! COME AND GET ME!!” Lally looked feral as he snarled threats interspersed with a dozen colorful and creative...
View ArticleDismembered
This excerpt is from Candy and Blood, available on Amazon.com now. Some prison stories seem apocryphal due to their extreme nature. They’re just too disgusting, graphic, or insane to be believed. When...
View ArticleBe Good, Man
This excerpt is from Candy and Blood, available on Amazon.com now. Whitey reached his stubby arm out and tugged on my toe at a minute and a half after four in the morning. I was awake at the time,...
View ArticleRavenous Reciprocation
I am by no means condoning this kind of retaliatory behavior, but sometimes when a man is treated like an animal, he behaves like one. While it’s true that Chicky was wheelchair-bound, I’m not entirely...
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